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tryna love me for promo, But I'm knowin' that she just want me for the cash
Catch 44 from a bulldog, when it bark, I bet you he ain't biting back

Talking

legs j'entends plus l'son
Y'a mon ex qui bloque sur me
Elle m'diss mais écoute tous les sons (tous les sons)

Faut diss la musique de l'artiste
Qui adore

your feelings like if your heart's even in it
Wasting all my time on people who ain't shit for a living

Now I'm just trying to find myself cause I'm

I'm so sick of broken love, everybody cap All these bitches want be famous, all them
Niggas tryna rap Get a game, what's remaining
And ain't too much

niggas straight to sleep when i shoot like a fucking tranq
If you aint tryna get m's you cant kick it wit us,
Nd if you hand me pole then iss snatched i am

a little push A little push A little push
You know the only problem with me is? I'm like a dog, chasing cars, if I caught one I wouldn't even know what to do

You already know i'm a problem
I ain't gotta prove myself to nobody im knowing i got em
All you fuck niggas know you washed
Suburban kids play with

I'm tryna live this life as a young man
Reading what's on my hand because it's Gods plan
I just need a tinker Bell to my Peter Pan
Wait
I don't think

up degrees
In the jungle like a tiger I'm the king of this shit
When I'm in a rumble fighting liars they try swing and they miss
Rising higher than

just wanna get down but now I'm all over that
Was a dog back then just looking for that doja cat
Pushed to the front for the line and cuz of you I had

A nine to five can't fit all this talent
I stretch out my nights cause my dreams are what I'm eyeing
They keep my gaze more than my wedding ring

Throwed as a bitch
I just ashed on my purple jeans
I was taught early get a bag
Thats by any means
Spenders mad as hell when I re up
Now they gotta

I'm playing with cheat codes
Pack full of rubbers but I do not need those
Got to the point like i'm making a free throw
Got to the border it's coming

and ever I thug
I'm trapping yea all of my songs yea yea
Trapping in all of this chrome
Trapping yea all by my vlone
Hit up the liq and I'm on
I Hit up

wanna label me, there's no conjunction
Paid in full by the light, this is my ascension
And i ain't gotta fake shit, ion need extensions
I'm talking

even fuck with rats

Unless master splinter
Taught me how to handle bizz before it was dinner
Told me I'm the best kid and now imma winner
Took the demon

Oh, Daphne

It's true, your Bible says abstain
And that my poor back is racked with pain
Still, while I'm able to raise Cain
Let's be bad!

freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles.

Good morning America, how are you ?
Don't you know me ? I'm your native son.

A solitary scratch
From mortal coil into ash
A poison tip straight through my chest
From where your demons rest

Trust fell by the wayside
Venom

the cracks, it fills up the bones
I remember now
The here and the now - it is nothing
This Eve, haunted by a storm of memories
Immortality

Then it was

away)
And little lion I'm right here by your side, your side, your side.
My little sweet man.
Until then, you will be in all tomorrows...

truly masterful yea)
When I choose to realign (choose to realign, oy!)
Yo I'm tired of being silenced by the fear of ridicule
It's time to rise up like

I ain't surprised
Another black man killed by a black
Man with another gun but
I guess sums up every homicide
Every drive-by, every bullet fired

by
I’m headed to a set for my concert tonight
You a fan on your way and you wanna see me
You been waiting so long for the chance to meet me
Won’t you